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Ja Rule
25 to Life
6 Feet Underground
Always on Time
Between Me and You
Big Remo
Bitch Betta Have My Money
Connected
Count On Your Nigga
Daddy\'s Little Baby
Damn (Should\'ve Treated U Right)
Destiny
Destiny (Outro)
Dial M for Murder
Dirty Pop
Down Ass Bitch
E-Dub & Ja
Emerica
Extasy
F*** You
First Degree
Fuck You
Grand Finale
Grey Box
Holla Holla
Holla, Holla
How Many Wanna
How Many Wanna (Clean Version)
I
I Cry
I Cry (feat. Lil\' Mo)
Intro
It
It\'s Murda
It\'s Your Life
Kill
Kill\'em All
Last Temptation
Leo
Let
Let\'s Ride
Life Ain\'t A Game
Livin
Lost Little Girl
Love Me, Hate Me
Mesmerize
Murda 4 Life
Murda Murda
Murder Me
Murder Reigns
Never Again
Niggaz Theme
One of Us
Only Begotten Son
Pain Is Love
Pop Niggas
Put it On Me
Race Against Time
Represent
Rock Star
Smokin and Ridin
So Much Pain
Story to Tell
Suicide Freestyle
Survival of the Illest 2 Intro
Survival of the Illest Intro
The Inc.
The March Prelude
The Murderers
The Pledge Remix
The Rule Won\'t Die
The Warning
Thug Lovin
Watching Me
We Here Now
World
Worldwide Gangsta
World\'s Most Dangerous

Extasy lyrics mp3 by Ja Rule


[Ja Rule]
Yeah.. yeah..
Uhh, uhh, you don\'t want it
You one of them jokers there
Split it in half nigga
Gimme that vodka water too.. yeah..

World get on one, if you not afraid to fly
You need to get on a flight and fly tonight
Run up in the hottest clubs so high
That tonight for these hoes is nuttin but love
I\'m feelin extra extraordinary freaky
And I know you hoes wanna roll with me
I shoot by the bar - place my order
Big baller orderin all that damn water
I head up to VIP thug-style
like WOW nobody sippin on cristal?
They all got a Evian or OJ
And shorty that I just met name was Candy
Said she let this true candy to bring it up
I said that\'s cool with me as ya ass I touch
She said rule you scandalous lick the lips
Popped another one and grabbed my nuts
I said i fuck so fabulous on ex\' all night
Nothin but sweat and rough sex
Now ya know what\'s next
We up to high noonin
Schlep Yed and girls its so good

[Hook]
I don\'t wanna control ya
Just wanna make ya mine
And when your life\'s outta order
Just have a good time

[Chorus]
And ex-ta-sy I wanna fly
And bring ya sex-in me I feel right
Ex-ta-sy I\'m whirrin high
When ya sex-in me i feel right
Ex-ta-sy I\'m gonna fly
And when ya sex-in me i feel right
Ex-ta-sy I\'m flyin high
And when ya sex-in me its so right

Yea yea bitch c\'mon
We fly high baby
Just you and I baby
Gotta flight that leaves
At a quarter to nine
Anybody boardin? c\'mon then
We ballin WOW and full of \'ribean
Hard to keep my balance
So when I\'m in mo all of you hoes got the talent
High feelin like its all love and no valin
Full of sweat, bloodshot eyes, and large pupils, X-men
This is some shit that i could get used to
I usually blow weed with intentions to OD
Drink "evian" slowly when I\'m on E
And only those who feel me
Are gonna hear me
Especially hoes -n- extasy

We got the murder man that\'s the spot to chill
Got bitches pop the pill feelin hot for real
Take that shirt off take that skirt off
Cuz my dick is hard and your ass is soft
Now that\'s a freaky combination
And freaky conversations
Lead into freaky situations
Like me tastin your sexuality
Sexy you ever took extasy?
And have you wildin in a club
Smilin at a thug
Express your hugs
With one fuckin all of us
That\'s right we freakin off for life
Pass the OJ we gettin high tonight, On

[Chorus]

Deutsche Deutsche
Before i start the Porsche
I keep them pumpin off the Calvin Kleins, Boodo\'s
And the Nike swoosh
And party saggin like two loose socks
Invest the money in stocks
We gettin the orange juice crops
We ready to get outta hear
Disappear
The bitch get like David Copperfield
When she pop a pill
Wanna do it in the high heels
On top of a high hill
Cause my nigga ain\'t tryin to run up then i will
Hit it from behind that\'s how i polly wit mines
Man we up all night fuckin by the Hollywood sign
Yea got smacked up
Everytime she backed up
Didn\'t know there was room in the back
Of the lack truck
I pass her the job then he
Passed it back
Hope my girl to find a magnum raps
You need a shoe shine job
The way you polish a knob
Backstage panties down eat dick
Good-bye Biotch!!

[Hook]

[Chorus]

Yea bitch c\'mon!!

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